ye dil fareb surat, ye fitnagar adayein
ye dil fareb surat, ye fitnagar adayein
ye dil fareb surat, ye fitnagar adayein
adayein adayein, insaan kya farishte
dekhe to sar jhuk jhukaye, ye dil fareb surat
ye fitnagar adayein

tarif me jhuki hai, kuch khas intjaye
tarif me jhuki hai, kuch khas intjaye
tarif me jhuki hai, kuch khas intjaye
intjaye, jo aapko na jane
wo ye fareb, ha ha fareb khaye
tarif me jhuki hai, kuch khas intjaye

tum kis kadar hasi ho
tumko khabar nahi hai
tum kis kadar hasi ho, o
tum kis kadar hasi ho, o
tum kis kadar hasi ho, hasi ho
tumko khabar nahi hai
aankh uthe nasha sa aa jaye
julf bikhre ghata si chha jaye
aankh uthe nasha sa aa jaye
hoye hoye
julf bikhre ghata si chha jaye
hoye hoye
naazo andaaz hai najakat hai
uspe ye saadgi kayamat hai
kayamat hai
tum kis kadar hasi ho, hasi ho
tumko khabar nahi hai
aa hey
tum kis kadar hasi ho
tumko khabar nahi hai
dil ke karib aao
hum aaina dikha dikhaye
dil ke karib aao
hum aaina dikhaye
ye dil fareb surat
ye fitnagar adayein

hum kya hai kya nahi hai
hum khub jante hai
hum kya hai kya nahi hai, aa
hum kya hai kya nahi hai, aa
hum kya hai kya nahi hai
hum khub jante hai
aap tarif kar rahe hai kyu
itni taklif kar rahe hai kyu
aap tarif kar rahe hai kyu
ae ji
itni taklif kar rahe hai kyu
ae ji
is tamashe se fayda kya hai
saaf kahiye ke mustra kya hai
mustra kya hai
hum kya hai kya nahi hai
hum khub jante hai
aa ha
hum kya hai kya nahi hai
hum khub jante hai
jo baat dil na maane
hum kaise maan maan jaye
tarif me jhuki hai
kuch khas intjaye
tarif me jhuki hai
kuch khas intjaye

ye dil fareb surat
ye fitnagar adayein

ram ram ram ram
ram ram ram ram
mohan muraliya wale re
ab to darsh dikha de
dikha de
mohan muraliya wale re
ab to darsh dikha de
dikha de
radha ne jo suni thi dhun
wo dhun mujhe suna de
mujhe suna de
mohan muraliya wale re
ab to darsh dikha de
dikha de

prabhu tumhare darsh bina ye jivan
hai ek sapna re sapna
in charno me jagah mile to
janam safal ho re apna
mohan muraliya wale wale re
ab to darsh dikha de
dikha de
mohan muraliya wale re
ab to darsh dikha de
dikha de
mohan muraliya wale re
ab to darsh dikha de
dikha de
mohan muraliya wale re
ab to darsh dikha de
dikha de

These deceptive charms, these bewitching ways,
These deceptive charms, these bewitching ways,
These deceptive charms, these bewitching ways,
Ways, ways that ensnare, making angels
Bow low, beholding this deceptive guise,
These bewitching ways.

Praise bends to you, a special art,
Praise bends to you, a special art,
Praise bends to you, a special art,
Art, those who know you not,
Will fall to this deceit, yes, this deceit,
Praise bends to you, a special art.

How beautiful you are,
How beautiful you are,
How beautiful you are, oh,
How beautiful you are, oh,
How beautiful you are, beautiful you are,
You do not know,
As eyes lift, a drunkenness descends,
As tresses fall, a storm's shadow,
As eyes lift, a drunkenness descends,
Hoo, hoo,
As tresses fall, a storm's shadow,
Hoo, hoo,
Coquetry and grace, a tenderness,
And upon that, this simple beauty, a doom,
A doom,
How beautiful you are, beautiful you are,
You do not know,
Ah,
How beautiful you are,
You do not know,
Come close to the heart,
I will show you the mirror,
Come close to the heart,
I will show you the mirror,
These deceptive charms,
These bewitching ways.

Who we are, what we are not,
We know well,
Who we are, what we are not, ah,
Who we are, what we are not, ah,
Who we are, what we are not,
We know well,
Why do you praise,
Why do you take such pains,
Why do you praise,
Hey,
Why do you take such pains,
Hey,
What is the gain in this spectacle,
Say clearly, what do you desire,
Desire,
Who we are, what we are not,
We know well,
Ah,
Who we are, what we are not,
We know well,
If the heart does not agree,
How can we agree,
Praise bends to you,
A special art,
Praise bends to you,
A special art,

These deceptive charms,
These bewitching ways.

Ram Ram Ram Ram
Ram Ram Ram Ram
Mohan, flute player,
Show your face now,
Show,
Mohan, flute player,
Show your face now,
Show,
The melody Radha heard,
Play that melody for me,
For me,
Mohan, flute player,
Show your face now,
Show.

Lord, without your face, this life,
Is but a dream, a dream,
If a place is found in your feet,
Our birth will be fulfilled,
Mohan, flute player,
Show your face now,
Show,
Mohan, flute player,
Show your face now,
Show,
Mohan, flute player,
Show your face now,
Show,
Mohan, flute player,
Show your face now,
Show.